After the meal, Yuna was about to help Aunt Helen do the dishes.

Aunt Helen hurriedly stopped her and said, "No, no, no. You take a rest! You don't know how fragile pregnant women are, especially when it is their first baby, so you have to be more careful! Listen to me; you can either sit down or lie down. Anyway, take a rest. Don't move!"

Yuna smiled helplessly and walked out of the kitchen. At that moment, she heard the doorbell ring.

She walked over and opened the door. The person outside handed her a parcel and said, "Mr. Brian's people sent it here and told us to hand it over to Mr. Mu."

Yuna asked casually, "What is it?"

The staff of the club hesitated for a moment and said, "We've checked it. It's safe." He did not answer what it was.

Yuna weighed it in her hand and then felt it. It seemed to be... books?

Why didn't she remember that Wesley had the hobby of reading books?

The staff of the club could not help saying, "We also think it's weird." Obviously, they also noticed that there were books inside, but they were not sure and also thought that it was unbelievable, so they hadn't said so just now.

"I'll hand it over to Wesley." Yuna smiled. "Thank you for your hard work."

She closed the door and went to find Wesley with the parcel.

Wesley was in the study, sitting at the computer table and staring at the laptop screen, lost in thought. It was unknown what he was looking at, and he did not notice Yuna coming in.

Yuna trod lightly, and with a clap, she slammed the parcel on the table.

The moment Wesley found that it was Yuna, he closed his laptop almost reflexively. He looked at her unhappily and asked, "Why didn't you make a sound when you came in?"

"Didn't I make a loud noise just now?" Yuna stared at Wesley and asked, "Are you feeling guilty? What were you looking at just now?"

Wesley stood up and approached Yuna step by step. "Who do you think is feeling guilty?"

Only then did Yuna realize that she had actually questioned Wesley. She swallowed and pointed at herself. "I said I was feeling guilty..."

Wesley patted on Yuna's head like he was patting Buddy, to show his satisfaction.

Yuna pushed the parcel to Wesley and said, "The staff of the club said that Brian sent it to you."

Wesley looked at the parcel and said, "Okay."

Yuna suddenly asked curiously, "What's inside?"

Wesley pushed the parcel back and looked at Yuna leisurely. "Do you want to know? If you amuse me, I'll let you open it."

The corner of Yuna's mouth twitched. "Wesley, are you a three-year-old child? Do you need someone to amuse you?"

"I don't need anyone else," Wesley looked at Yuna and said, "but you."

In other words, he only wanted Yuna to amuse him.

His gaze was fixed on her, so he did not seem to be joking at all. His sexy voice was like a hammer, hitting Yuna's heart, faster and faster, harder and harder.

Yuna's heartbeat was out of control.

She took a lot of effort to control her breathing. She looked at Wesley and said, "I would amuse children with candies. Do you like candies?"

Wesley smiled and said, "I prefer you to candies."

Just when Yuna reacted, Wesley had already pulled her into his arms.

She raised her head, looked at Wesley, and said with little strength. "Wesley!"

Wesley stroked Yuna's lips with his slender fingers. "I'll teach you how to amuse me."

He lowered his head and kissed Yuna's lips deeply.

He seemed to be fascinated by Yuna's lips, kissing her so passionately that Yuna had no strength to resist.

Yuna could only obediently open her mouth and bear his mighty kisses.

Wesley sucked Yuna's lips over and over again as if he would never get tired of it.

However, after a while, he was no longer satisfied with kissing her.

Leaving Yuna's waist, his hand reached into her clothes to feel her curves, and finally stopped at his favorite place and squeezed it playfully.

Every squeeze would take away a little strength of Yuna.

Yuna soon became powerless to resist. Her breathing became short and heavy, and she unconsciously called out Wesley's name. "Wesley..."

Wesley missed her this appearance. She was now as docile as a lazy kitten, completely submissive to him.

He tightened his grip and said, "Yea." He kissed Yuna while coaxing her. "Say you miss me."

Yuna's reason had been smashed into powder by Wesley's movements, and she became extremely obedient. "Wesley, I..."

She missed him. She missed him all these days.

However, before she finished her words, Aunt Helen had given an exclamation outside the door, breaking the increasingly ambiguous atmosphere in the room and also rousing Yuna's reason.

Yuna opened her eyes and looked at Wesley in panic.

Wesley reacted quickly. He turned around with Yuna in his arms to block the view of Aunt Helen at her. "Why didn't you close the door when you came in?" He said so without a hint of reproach.

"I..." Yuna looked at Wesley with a grimace. "Is it my fault?"

"Of course it's your fault. Think about how to make it up to me."

Wesley let go of Yuna, stepped out, and closed the door of the study.

Yuna could not see Wesley, but she heard him call Aunt Helen. Aunt Helen said angrily and anxiously, "You, come downstairs with me!"

When they got downstairs, Aunt Helen still looked anxious. Wesley took the initiative to say, "Aunt Helen, don't worry. I know what I'm doing."

"You know what you're doing? If you had known it, you would have not done it in the study." Aunt Helen took a sip of water and pulled Wesley to sit down. "You young people have no experience. Let me tell you, during the first three months of pregnancy..."

Wesley smiled and interrupted Aunt Helen. "I know."

"You know?" Aunt Helen asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

Wesley said frankly, "I found it on the Internet."

"Since you already know, I won't repeat it." Aunt Helen breathed a sigh of relief and told Wesley, "Remember, you have to think more about the child. I have been looking forward to helping your parents bring up their grandchildren for so many years. Nothing can go wrong!"

Wesley nodded and agreed to Aunt Helen's request. At this moment, Kai called him, and he went away to answer the call with the excuse of dealing with his business.

Yuna was still in the study on the second floor.

After Wesley went out, Yuna had wanted to go back to her room, but her gaze somehow fell on the computer on the table.

Just now, Wesley was obviously stunned to see her come in, and he had quickly closed the computer.

What was he looking at?

Was it something unsuitable for children?

Yuna could not help being curious and walked over to turn on the computer.

The screen automatically lit up, showing the page that Wesley had just browsed.

Wesley was not looking at something unsuitable for children at that time. Instead, he was searching for answers to questions related to her-

"Are pregnant women really moody?"

"How to take care of pregnant women?"

"Dos and don'ts during pregnancy."

Brother Wesley, who was influential and powerful in Glasgow, actually searched for these things on the Internet.

Yuna could not help laughing, but then her eyes turned red.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never imagine that Wesley would search for those things on the Internet and be afraid that she would know it.

However, did he know that all those things were in vain?

Yuna closed the computer and ran back to her room. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her head.

She fell on the bed and bit the quilt hard, not letting herself make any sound. She just hoped that Wesley would not come back until the pain receded.

She remembered the professor's words:

"Since you can't hold on anymore, you'd better have your things done as soon as possible. Otherwise, the blood clot will worsen, and your situation will increasingly deteriorate..."

Yuna inserted her hands into her hair and pressed hard on the painful part.

After a while, the pain finally subsided. Yuna released the quilt, and a few drops of tears slid out of her eyes and seeped into the pillow, leaving noticeable watermarks.

She did not care about that, turned over, lay in bed, and waited for herself to rejuvenate.

It had to be fast, for she could not let Wesley find anything wrong with her.

After lying for a long time, Wesley pushed the door open and came in. Hearing the noise, Yuna quickly closed her eyes.

Wesley guessed that Yuna was in the room. Seeing her lying on the bed, he walked over softly. "Yuna, are you asleep?"

Yuna opened her eyes slightly, looked at him, and got up. "Not yet."

Wesley stared at Yuna and suddenly reached out to touch her forehead. "Are you not feeling well?"

Yuna froze for half a second, then she removed Wesley's hand and tried to look calm. "No, why do you ask that?"

Wesley frowned and said, "You don't look well."

Yuna coughed and said unnaturally, "Pregnant women... will be like this sometimes. Never mind. I'm going to take a shower."

She took the clothes and almost fled to the bathroom.

Wesley went to the study next door and unwrapped the parcel that Brian had sent over.

They were a few books about pregnancy and child-rearing. One of them was a book that Brian had read when Joanne was pregnant.

Wesley quickly scanned all the catalogs of those books. No one mentioned pregnant women would look bad. Finally, he simply called Brian.

"What's wrong with Yuna again?" Before Wesley spoke, Brian had already guessed why he had called.

Wesley said, "She doesn't look well."

"Did she vomit?" Brian said, "Joanne vomited heavily after she got pregnant, and her face was always pale."

"Is there anything wrong?" Wesley's tone was full of worry.

"If you're worried, why don't you take her for a checkup?" Before Wesley answered, Brian had continued, "Romy is crying. I'm hanging up."

Very few people directly hung up Wesley's phone, so he was very unhappy. When he returned to the room, he still looked gloomy.

When Yuna came out of the bathroom, she saw Wesley go back to the room with a sullen face. She could not help asking, "What's wrong with you?"

Looking at Yuna, Wesley thought of something and finally felt better.

Brian had a son and a daughter now. He would have a child soon too!

When seeing Wesley turn to wear a happy look like magic, Yuna suddenly wanted to take pictures of Wesley, then show them to him and to let him consider if he was still the terrifying Brother Wesley...

Before Yuna took actions, Wesley had fixed his eyes on her again.

She panicked but pretended to look fearless and gazed into Wesley's eyes. "Why are you looking at me?"